An E-mail

1 posts · 2007-02-16 16:31:00 to 2007-02-16 16:31:00

#36300167902 02/16/2007 16:31 An E-mail
((My girlfriend and I wrote this together, and it's from MetaLogic's wife perspective. We really should have more bluepill stories.))

An E-mail

Dear Tris,

How have you been sister, I’m doing ok. The new condo in Chelsea is great and I can’t believe it’s really paid off. I don’t know who paid for it, all I have to go on is S.S.M.L. These past few months have been rough, at first it was hard for me to even get out of bed after Sean disappeared. I don’t know what happened, our home life, marriage life, and love life was perfect. The day he left, everything was perfect. The police are looking for him, but they seem to be dragging their feet on the search.

David has been asking where his daddy has gone. Honestly, I don’t have an answer, I really don’t. There’s no body, no blood, no sign of a struggle. There was a broken window at his office, but no body at the bottom. It just seems like he just vanished. The only thing that’s keeping me going right now is David; he’s all I have left of Sean. He’s the reason I’m still here, he’s the reason I even bother getting up in the morning.

My Job at Hot Topic is going great, I really enjoy my boss, and I really enjoy the people that I work with. I also really enjoy the 10% employee discount that I get! I know it should be hard for me to work there, since Sean did buy me stuff from here, but you know what, it really does bring back good memories, and this job does pay the bills. Yes I still have the first choker that he brought me, I keep it in a gold jewelry box, and when I start to miss him, I take it out and look at it. You know what is strange though, sometimes I feel like I’m being followed by people in suits and sunglasses. They even talk into their earpiece, it’s weird.

Even though I lost a major part of my life, I still believe that he is out there. He has to be, Sean is not the kind of person to desert his family, and I know it in my heart that he would find a way to get back to me, to us. Even if he’s not in this world anymore, I do know that he is watching over us, in one way or another he is. However, if he is in this world, I will search for him, and I will pray and hope that we are reunited someday, I know it in my heart that we will be reunited.

Anyways, tell mom, dad, and all of our brothers that I’m doing ok, I’m still having a hard time dealing with the lost of my second love, but I will deal with this, I must, for David and for myself.

Love

Kayla

In a building across the street, MetaLogic has tapped into Kay’s internet. He monitors the data stream, and intercepts the e-mail. He then calls up his operator. “Take this e-mail and put it into my data storage,” commanded Meta. “Yes sir,” responded the Operator. The e-mail then disappears. MetaLogic puts his glasses back on and walks out of the office.

The next day, Kay goes to the daycare to pick up David. She straps him in the car seat in the back and climbs into the driver side. As soon as she closes the door, David ask “Mommy, where did daddy go?”
“Why do you ask that David?”
“Because a kid asks me today.”
“I don’t know where your dad is Davey, but I do know he is still out there, and he still loves and cares about you. Don’t worry; one of these days, we will be reunited as a family. "